While at the water park, I noticed I stared a lot at different people. But then I would catch myself and try to play it off like I was scanning the area. I tend to observe people's interactions with one another when I'm uncomfortable in a situation, thus trying to copy them. Social anxiety for the win?
I don't own Hetalia.
Gilbert was one of those people who tended to stare a lot, but he was also one who tended to get angry at others who stared at him. Especially if they were glaring. At him. And Matthew. Together.
You see, people tended to stare at lot at Gilbert already. He was albino. He was awesome. He knew it. He understood that people had to stop and gape at his awesomeness, but how dare they try to impede on his and Matthew's fun time? That was unawesome!
The first person Gilbert caught glaring at them, was in line for their first ride at the water park they'd decided upon. Gilbert was hefting the large, double seater tube up the winding staircase, trying (and totally succeeding) to look awesome and strong to his dear Birdie, when some older man and his daughter a few steps down would not stop glaring at them.
Okay, so Gilbert had snuck a few pinches to Birdie's behind, and maybe a quick peck or two, but that was no reason to stare as if they had two heads, or were conjoined! Heck! The boy and girl in front of the man were making out like no tomorrow!
Gilbert nudged Matthew in the shoulder and nodded his head nonchalantly towards the man and smirked. Birdie blushed bright red, but nodded too. Gilbert smirked as he got to invoke his anti-glare weapon for the first time that day.
Taking Matthew by the waist, Gilbert commenced a similarly heated make out session comparable to the one just two steps down from them.
He heard a small gasp and then grumbling as the man and his daughter began their trek down the stairs and far away from him and Matthew. He gave another smirk and pinched Matthew's behind again, for good luck.